That Sun
Whatever you love here in existence
Has been gold-plated by God's qualities;
When that gold goes back to Origin
Only a dull copper will remain,
And you will be disgusted and reject it.
Don’t go on calling counterfeit coin "beautiful"
That beauty you love is only borrowed.
Gold will abandon all surfaces in the end
And return to the Mine of Magnificence.
Why not set out for that Mine?
The light will return from the wall to the sun;
Go now to that Sun that dances always in harmony.
From now on, take your water from heaven directly
Why go on trusting a rusting drainpipe?
RUMI
I love this poem in particular, out of the 365, 227 of which I've yet to recieve, this one's moving me today because it speaks to my constant return to the theme of direct contact, unadulterated and pure conference.
When you can remember the taste of truth, as obtained by you, many middle men fail to sell same. Somehow I feel like everyone knows the shape of what is Mine.
Is it theirs or yours?
Why go on trusting a rusting drainpipe?
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